Okiye ENG Blog

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TREES SPEAK

Trees speak helped by the wind. They tell stories of bygone days. The wind caresses my thoughts Grabs my soul by the hand and takes it somewhere else, where people are dressed with peace...

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THE TRAVELER

The traveler waves no flags and owns many homes. You can find him meditating in the desert, but if he feels like it, you will find him in America with an hamburger to eat....

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MITAKUYE OYASIN

You were free as the wind, surrounded by Mother Earth’s green. Forgive us my brother. Red is your skin and noble your spirit. I would like to see with your eyes and hear with...

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LET’S SAVE IT

Let’s save our world, let’s save it from ourselves. Let’s save that polar bear that drifts on the south Pole’s snow. Let’s save those seals that every year are killed and deprived of their...

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CORPS’ MEMORIES

Odd clothes, unsophisticated arms, quaint memories. War is an art but very few are artists of it. Like a journey, a blast from the past, kind knights light up bygone days, dark for many,...

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YOU LAUGH

You smile with your eyes, you smile with your heart. When you hear dark voices behind your back that don’t have the courage to speak to your face, laugh at them from your heart,...

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21 GRAMS

The spirits, here they are, They take my soul in their hands Light as the wind, The sage burning on the shell, It enters in my body through my nose, It slowly makes its...